Blog premier?

Uh... I'm completely new to this blogging thing. So many confusing features and no time to figure it out. But basically, I now have a public domain to speak my mind to the few people out there who care to read. I can tell you future blogs may contain explicit language, may cover grim and depressing topics, may go against mainstream society, may utterly confuse the hell out of you, may make bold statements, may contain spelling and grammatical errors, may help me discover myself, may help you learn about me, and may help you discover yourself.

But it will definitely have sarcasm, humor, satire and lots of bold and italicize words at random sizes and colors.

"Let's get started..."

Today was Monday, February seventeenth in the year two thousand and nine. Today was quite possibly the most stressful day I've had this semester.

Though I saw it coming a week ago, my natural procrastinator secret identity refused to let me study seriously until last night, at around 7PM. At the same time I had chemistry homework due today at noon. Not the typical flip-your-book-open-to-obscure-page-that-you'll-never-look-back-at-again-until-the-final and do problems 1 to 185. I'd give anything to do that old school pen and paper homework.

No, not the University of Buffalo. They have taken the liberty of creating 14 or so problems from the week's lecture and putting in a nice online homework program called 'Mastering Chemistry'.

They should instead call it 'Mastering the Art of Cheating with all your Friends'.
Here's how the program works: It typically gives you 6 or 8 exercises along side these pop-up windows that give you 'hints'. Now these hints are extremely useful, and really break down the problem into bite sized pieces for typical retarded college students such as myself. These problems may have as few as 2 or 3 hints to as much as 5 or 6. But you have typically 2 to 5 of those exercises, each with so many hints.

But that's the manageable part of the homework.

They then throw at you 4 or 5 exercises that test your knowledge of the chapter from the exercises you had just completed. These do not have hints, and most students that try to do them have no chance in getting it right. Because these exercises are the mother of all exercises and are designed to make you look back at the exercises you've just completed, realize that this exercise is nothing like you've ever seen, and then scream in frustration when you realize you had the right answer but doesn't accept the answer as you have inputted it.

Case in point, online chemistry homework is the worst thing ever invented.

I woke up this morning, like I do every other Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. At 8 o'clock on the dot, fall asleep for 10 minutes when the snooze wakes me up, fall asleep for another 10 when my phone alarm wakes me up and stumble out of bed disorientated and start walking on my right foot which now has a strange pain fresh out of the bed.

I had been "studying" for days for my cellular biology exam today, which consists of 36 or so of the most goddamn specific questions about the smallest bits of information. By studying, I was reading all six chapters that the test would cover, all 288 pages of it.

Needless to say, I gave up on that Sunday night and began looking over the slides the Star Wars geek of a professor decided to put up on Blackboard a day after the lecture took place.

The test started out pretty good. I am pretty sure I got the first two problems right. The rest of the test, is completely iffy. I'm sorry I don't know how to recognize the nuclear envelope of a prokaryotic cell by just looking at the protein bi-layer, professor. I'll remember next time.

After that hell fest, I went down the Student Union, grabbed the same grilled southwest chicken sandwich I've been grabbing for the last week, a large coffee and a fruit that I bring home to put in my dorm's fridge.

This was after I went to the university electronics store to pick up the same JVC marshmallow headphones I had bought the last four times I needed headphones. These were 5 dollars cheaper than I had previously purchased, and came in white. Which matches my silver PSP much better than the cotton candy blue I had previously.

Anyways, enjoying the extra mushiness of the headphones, I finished up the chemistry homework, got my 85 and went back to my dorm to write my article for the Student Association.

The Visions is a student operated magazine that distributes around campus I think twice a month. I had done an interview with the Women's Tennis Team on Saturday and was now suppose to write a 4,200 character article about them.

8 hours later, I had 3,200 characters. But a very well written and flowing article. I submitted that to my editor, hoping she would find something I could add on for me to do tomorrow.

And thus ends my very stressful Monday.

Music: The Calling - Our Lives
Currently: Tired
Food for Thought: "I've come to realize... it's not that people have more free time, it's you keep yourself occupied in yours in much more productive ways."




PS. I didn't include you in this blog because I'm not sure how you'd feel about it. But know that I love you more than anything, and hope you feel better soon.